(Feat. Eminem, 50 Cent, Dogg)
[Intro - [dj clue kid the hood [echoes] Lloyd Banks! Uh huh Ha ha!
1 - Eminem] It's like a throne that he dont own He wont sit down, given the crown he just it around It's like a joke like a king, but he dont rule a thing He dont want the diamonds, want the or want the jewelry He dont the fame dont want the lute he's in this for a sport Runnin suckaz with the competition round the He appreciates your but he aint beggin for it And you love it you can hate it but you cant ignore it You be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short But you fuck with his last joint or the one before it And he was gonna raise hell like them country And if I'm frontin then you come confront me for it
- Nate Dogg] This Is The Story Of A U Kno U Kno It Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Noise It Nuthin To Be Makin Niggaz Paranoid Hit Ur Corner Wit More Weapons I Need My Boyz Im About 120 On The Fast Lane Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang Dont Give a Fuck About You Gotta Maintain Power And Respect In This Rap Game
[Verse 2 - Lloyd He's straight outta the neighborhood but Niggaz They see you go and eat your off a bigger plate Your stomachs ache while loungin at the big estate And he hops in a 100 thousands with a gate House with a bigger gate , houndin him was a big mistake He wont surrender he'd give up a rib to break Cuz he horrendous when they wouldnt lend a helpin So he was sittin on green a Celtic fan Created a buzz so you gotta mention his name When you discuss him the illest playa that's in the And ridin with Em, 50 cent, Doc and them G Unit records aint no motherfuckin stoppin
- Nate Dogg] This Is The Story Of A U Kno U Kno It Tru Warrior Go Ahead Make Noise It AInt Nuthin To Be Niggaz Paranoid Hit Ur Corner Wit More Weapons I Dont Need My Im Doin 120 On The Fast Lane Kick Back Just Relax Let Me Do My Dont Give a Fuck You Suckas Gotta Maintain Money And Respect In This Rap Game
[Verse 3 - 50 Hes no magician and he me somethin' outta nuthin So now niggaz from this hood act we owe em somethin They talk crazy til we send nigga through there to buck em Ask 'em if theres a and they'll say naw its nothin He' was gonna help em out, but since they fronted, em He dont care how they feel they em love em He hold it on his own the kid is really thuggin He's now, he aint change so Niggaz think he buggin He pull a clip everything these try to buck him Keep Two pistols on this hip I you we aint tuck em And they say they get at him but they cant touch him Try to catch em slippin, they creepin and he start
[Chorus - Nate This Is The Story Of A U Kno U Kno It Tru Go Ahead Make Some Noise It Nothin' To Be Makin' Niggaz Paranoid Hit Ur Corner Wit More I Don't Need My Boyz Im About 120 On The Fast Lane Kick Just Relax Let Me Do My Thang Dont Give a Fuck You Suckas Gotta Maintain Money And Respect In This Rap Game
Dogg] I can give you somethin' you can talk I can turn smile upside down You no G-Unit fuckin' clown I can your girl until I turn her out The bootey all out I can give you somethin' to be mad about And buy her rings and I out my DNA all in her mouth.